Rafael Monologue from The Ghetto: A Drama in Four Acts

From The Ghetto: A Drama in Four Acts by Herman Heijermans

male · defiant · 1:20 min

Let me go, father; let me go! I would not be slain on the altar, father! The knife is in my flesh! This is the blood of my heart! O God, crieth my soul in vain? Where--where is the angel that shall stay my father's hand? (A crowd slowly gathers. (AARON: Masterly! Masterly! Here she is! What an auctioneer he would make!) What an auctioneer I should make! Ah! [He runs and stands on the synagogue steps.) My father bids me sell my soul! Shall I sell it cheap--my soul and my heart's blood? Shall it be knocked down to the solitary thirsty first who bids? I, to whom the stench of avarice is the breath of morning and night--I, who have seen a man sell his soul on the scales---- (SACHEL: What does he mean by that?) I--to be knocked down for two pink lips and a banknote! See--my red heart's blood! See--see--see! And you would have me sell it for ten thousand pieces of silver! And I say no! no! no!

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